WORM

You worm
Your stare
You cruelly torture to me
And with all my might
I’m trying to run away from you
Off a shovel of blood
Off your gentle
Speech would me
By little feather
To defeat
Are you God, the worm?
Born of the Earth
And so somehow aborted
Or you’re the Devil
That slimy snake
What bit me and ran away by little legs
So what are you?
Well, a worm
Slimy and disgusting worm
Aborted’s worm

(1998/1999)